Chapter 32

At the end of the last training session before the three-school sports meeting, Jian Hongyu and Qianqian went home with several large boxes of cherries and watermelons, not only them, but also the classmates present received a box of fruit from Uncle An.

Produced by Tian Lai Orchard, it must be high-quality, this is already the advertising slogan in Uncle An's mouth.

came up to talk about sales, and by the way, I came to see Ye Luo, and gave my classmates such delicious food, Uncle An's name suddenly spread in Bailan High School, and they were all discussing which day to go to Tianlai Orchard to see together.

Ye Luo was also well-known to the students of the third grade at once, and the classmates who didn't know her before were surprised to find that 3A had another IQ200 learning leader.

Qianqian originally wanted to go out to eat with Ye Luo, Uncle An had a treat, and she ate by the way, but Uncle An knew that she was Ye Luo's roommate and friend, and he gave her a lot of fruits.

Xiaoyu asked her father to drive to pick her up, so she had to reluctantly let Jian Hongyu call the uncle of the driver of the Jian family, and the two of them returned home with several large boxes of fruits.

Because I called in advance, as soon as I opened the door and entered the house, a figure rushed over.

"Sister Qianqian, I scored 100 points in the math test." Jian Hao, another young master of the Jian family, is nine years old this year, his white face is childish, holding his roll with both hands, and his face is full of happy smiles. He was brought up by Qianqian's mother, and his relationship with Qianqian since he was a child is better than Jian Hongyu, he will be no big or small with Qianqian, when he sees Jian Hongyu, he is like a mouse seeing a cat, always behaving well, and does not dare to show a trace of stubborn nature.

"Not bad." Qianqian took out the test paper from his hand and nodded appreciatively, "It is worthy of my Wu Qianqian's apprentice." While praising Jian Hao, he praised himself by the way.

"Don't stink there." Jian Hongyu changed her slippers and threw a pair of women's slippers at her feet, "Change your shoes, wash your hands and eat, your stomach is starving." One hand took the satchel off her shoulder and threw it into her brother's arms, "Where's Dad?" When I called back, I heard that his father, who was too busy at home, would have dinner at home today, which was one of the reasons why he took Qianqian home.

"Dad is in the study on the second floor." Jian Hao hugged Qianqian's schoolbag and answered his brother's question with a serious expression, "Brother, will you stay at night?" He asked tentatively in a low voice, he had a relationship with this brother who had always been difficult to get along with.

"We'll go back to school after dinner." Qianqian changed her slippers, took the satchel from his arms, squinted her eyes and smiled treacherously, "Tomorrow we will have a sports meeting, Haohao, you must go, sister ......" Sister said, her face suddenly changed greatly, she looked left and right, but fortunately she didn't let the mistress of the Jian family hear.

"My mom went to Paris with a friend." Jian Hao said curtly, he was reluctant to worry about his mother's calculations, but she was an old mother, and he had no way to disobey her words when he was educated to be filial to adults since he was a child, only when his mother was away, he and Qianqian were like sisters and brothers.

"Tomorrow is Saturday, do you have time?"

"Yes." Jian Hao replied loudly, it was rare for his brother to ask, with a happy smile on his face, "I will go and cheer for my brother and Sister Qianqian." In the past, his mother prevented him from going to his brother's school, but this time she and her aunts who love stinky beauty went to Paris to buy clothes, which was a good opportunity for him and his brother to connect with each other.

"What are you standing in the doorway in a daze?" Jian Yangfan, the male owner of the Jane family, came down the stairs in a hemp gray casual suit, his handsome face did not leave any traces of time, and the forty-two-year-old man was well-maintained, and he looked no more than in his early thirties.